She swallowed. Then she tilted her head, blinking up at him in the
fading light. “But thousands of girls could do that,” she said. “Why come all the
way up here, when you could have twenty girls at your penthouse in Italy in four
minutes? Are you insane?”
He raked his dark hair back with his hand.
“Yes,” he said heavily. “I am going slowly insane. Every moment
my father’s company is in the hands of another man, every moment I know I lost
my family’s legacy through my stupidity, I feel I am losing my mind. I’ve
endured it for almost twenty years. And I’m close now, so close to getting it
back.”
She should have known it had something to do with regaining
Açoazul. “But how can I possibly help you?”
He looked down at her, his jaw clenched. “Play the part of my
devoted mistress for
